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Miriam Wei Wei Lo
Fruit in Season 2: What Rhymes With . . .
Fruit in Season 2: What Rhymes With . . .
Fruit in Season 2: What Rhymes With . . .
peaches? Beaches. A peach of a beach.Gracetown in summer. A soft fur of heat
over bodies. The water, icy. Exploding
gently on legs as fruit in the mouth.
Sand the texture of peach stone: gritty,
rough. China, a memory refracted
through tropics: small fat god, white beard,
riding a deer. A Chinese Santa Claus.
In his hand, the fruit of which we speak:
everything peachy.
© 2009, Miriam Lo
Publisher: first published on PIW, Rotterdam
Publisher: first published on PIW, Rotterdam
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Fruit in Season 2: What Rhymes With . . .
peaches? Beaches. A peach of a beach.Gracetown in summer. A soft fur of heat
over bodies. The water, icy. Exploding
gently on legs as fruit in the mouth.
Sand the texture of peach stone: gritty,
rough. China, a memory refracted
through tropics: small fat god, white beard,
riding a deer. A Chinese Santa Claus.
In his hand, the fruit of which we speak:
everything peachy.
Fruit in Season 2: What Rhymes With . . .
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